Again, last night, the writing reappeared, this time more coherent, and yet, less... I don't understand it, for now there seems to be two writers.. or perhaps still one.
But split.
Thisisimportant.
[No, no it's not]
YoudontknowhowhardIvetried,donttellmeitsnot.
[You're lying to yourself]
SHUTUP---!
[Just say it.]
Ihavesomethingtotellyou.
[You'll throw everthing away, will you?]
No---!
Icant.
[Of course not.]
[Go back to your corner.]
Compared to the other mysterieous entries on the cryptic diary of my bedroom walls (author unknow, still), this is a short writing. I don't know what it means... will I ever...?
Ideed, it is troubling.
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